thought you didn’t lie.” “When did I lie?” he asks, genuinely confused. “Uh, pretty sure we’re not married, and we’re not on our honeymoon.” He chuckles. “Eh, that’s more of a joke than anything. I mean, it’s a given at this point that we’re married. We’ve been through so much together already. Puke apocalypse, a funeral, nakedness, the Yahtzee chronicles, and of course the adoption of Pearl Turtle Titty Tata.” “Hey.” I point my finger at him. “That turtle is entirely yours. I took no part in giving that thing a home. Pearl is all on you.” He presses his hand against his heart. “You know, it
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